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Video starts exactly on <Image 1>: Jai (left, tall) and Veeru (right) in khaki guard tunics and side caps in the moonlit prison yard, torches on the walls behind, breath fogging, Veeru's left hand holding a small nickel whistle at the bottom right of frame. Jai's face 100% match <Image 2>, Veeru's face 100% match <Image 3>, no drift. One continuous 10s shot, no cuts, real-time, no slow motion. Close-up two-shot framing, both faces from the caps to the collars. Camera: a steadicam close to them at eye level that makes one full slow 360-degree orbit around the two men while they keep walking forward at 3.5 km/h — starting in front of them facing them as in <Image 1>, moving clockwise past Jai's left shoulder, behind their backs where only caps and the backs of their necks are seen against the torch-lit yard ahead, around Veeru's right shoulder, and back to the front to end facing them again. The orbit takes the full 10 seconds, smooth, a real 2-3mm operator sway. They never stop walking; the yard, the torches and the doorway wheel past behind them through the whole circle. Action and dialogue, whispered, mouths barely moving, heads never turning toward each other: 0-2s (camera front): they walk stiffly like copied guards, eyes front. Veeru's eyes cut right toward the guard line off-screen. 2-4s (camera passing Jai's side): Veeru, out of the side of his mouth, barely audible: "They're looking at us." His breath fogs on the words. Jai's jaw tightens. 4-6s (camera behind them): only the backs of two caps and two necks, the yard and torches ahead of them, Jai's voice low and flat from the front: "Let them look." A bead of sweat runs down the back of Jai's neck. Their shoulders stay level. 6-8s (camera passing Veeru's side): Veeru, lips pressed, whispering: "How much further?" His eyes flick to Jai and back. Jai, without moving: "Gate. Don't run." 8-10s (camera back to the front): both faces again, eyes front, Veeru swallowing hard, Jai blinking once slowly, the sweat bead sliding down his cheek, they fall back into step. Hold on the walk to the last frame. Real whispered English speech — nearly silent, real breath on every word, no narration tone, two men terrified of being seen talking. Real gait under stress, small drifts and corrections, no gliding, no posing. Pore-level skin, sweat, breath vapour, catch-lights alive, individual hairs at the cap edges and the napes of the necks, khaki weave creasing with every step. Audio diegetic only: four boots on packed earth slightly out of sync then correcting, fabric rustle, two men breathing at different rates close to camera, four whispered lines dry and close, the sound perspective shifting as the camera circles, wind across the yard, torches crackling, distant crickets, low vintage tape hiss. Authentic 1970s Hindi cinema restored film print matching <Image 1>: khaki muted olive under moonlight, night blues cool and desaturated, torch orange warm, green-tinted stone and red brick muted, warm tan skin, lifted blacks, soft halation on torch flames and cap edges, fine constant grain, no modern grade. 16:9. LOCKS: starts on <Image 1> exact. One continuous 360-degree orbit, no cuts, ending facing them again. Faces match sheets 100%, no swap. They never stop walking, never turn their heads to each other. Whistle stays in Veeru's left hand, never blown. Lines at 2-4s, 4-6s, 6-8s.